He was looking forward to the grief of this silly boy.

Therefore, the king of Lin'an weighed his chin, half-squinted his eyes, the old **** was there, he didn't mean to reveal it at all.

Ye Feibai saw that Lin'an King was like this, and his calm voice pleaded: "Uncle, my nephew really likes that girl, can you tell me something?"

The king of Lin'an also knew Ye Feibai’s xing son, who was always arrogant, and since he said such things today...

Alas, old people are easy to relent.

Lin'an King looked at the direction Su Ying was leaving, and said inexplicably: "Fei Bai, let's marry Ying girl!"

Then you will marry your mask girl.

Ye Feibai followed Lin'an Wang's gaze and looked at the petite and moving back, a faint ripple in his heart slipped.

But he still said firmly: "Miss Su Er is really good, a good girl, but unfortunately...I already have someone in my heart. In my heart, no one can compare to the mask girl."

This silly boy... King Lin'an smiled secretly, but didn't break it.

His emperor nephew has never eaten it before. If he waited for him to know that Su Ying was the mask girl he was thinking of, how regretful he would be, it would be wonderful to think about it.

The king of Lin'an was determined not to tell the truth, and patted him on the shoulder: "It's not white, you can't force it."

"Feibai only knows that fate is destined! Feibai will not marry in this life, and I hope my uncle will tell her where to go."

The king of Lin'an thought for a while, but was embarrassed: "It's not that my uncle didn't help you. In fact, my uncle really didn't know it. This mask was indeed produced by Yinshu, but the girl was not the person who Yinshu. I gave her a mask, and I haven't seen each other since."

The king of Lin'an said with regret, as if it were true: "Speaking of which, this girl is really..."

At this moment, Ye Feibai’s eyes were filled with surprises: "Uncle meant that you have seen this girl. Please tell me what Feibai looks like, and can someone take this Copy the girl's face?"

The king of Lin'an bit his tongue secretly at this moment.

Copy, copy a fart? Haven't you seen it just now?

The king of Lin'an coughed twice: "Speaking of which, this girl has a dark face and her facial features are plain, but I really can't remember the fate of one side."

The King of Lin'an coughed again: "It's not white, it's love at sight or something, it's not very reliable..."

Ye Feibai thought of those clear eyes, and a rare chuckling faintly concealed from the corners of her lips: "No matter what she looks like, she is Feibai's love in this life!"

Facing this stubborn nephew, Lin'an King didn't know whether it was annoyance or helplessness.

But since he hit the south wall and didn't look back, he kept hitting.

So our gossiping King Lin'an crossed his hands and shook his head slowly: "The girl's whereabouts are mysterious and unpredictable. The king doesn't know when he will see her. You are looking for the wrong person."

Although King Lin'an sighed with regret on his face, how could Ye Feibai really believe his nonsense?

He could see that his uncle really didn't want to tell him.

That being the case, he sent someone to stay at Lin'an Palace day and night to wait and see. He didn't believe it, that mask girl would never come!

Ye Feibai took the peony mask into her arms, and stood up to Lin'an Wang said: "Uncle, if you have any news about her, please inform Feibai!"

Lin'an King nodded, Ye Fei left in vain.

King Lin'an looked at Ye Feibai's back, weighing his chin, and couldn't help laughing.

I don't know if this fool can find Su Mansion...Would you like to give a little hint?

The king of Lin'an, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, turned his head for a while, then raised his hand and said: "Come here, go and call that boy Ouyang."

That boy Ouyang, naturally Ye Feibai sent a little Ouyang Liuyun.

Su Mansion, Furongyuan.

"Miss, there is news from Mingyue Tower." When Hong Bo came in, he saw Su Ying leaning against the window.

The moonlight shone softly on her face, reflecting her white face softly.

Su Ying turned her head when she heard the voice, and saw Hongbo standing behind her, holding a letter sealed in red mud in her hand.

She reached out to take it, took out the letter paper inside, and a flash of joy flashed across her face.

There is news from Su Rong!

This brother has been looking for since she put it on. Everyone said that he died young, but Su Ying never believed it, and secretly looked for it.

Now, when Mingyuelou Yuniang wrote a letter, a man with a face exactly like her appeared in Mingyuelou, and Su Ying unconsciously held the letter paper in her hand.

If you find your brother, you might be able to solve the mystery of the events of the year, and you can also know who is always hiding in the dark looking for opportunities to harm her.

Su Ying put the letter paper in her hand on the candlelight, and looked at the burning flame, a light flashed in her eyes.

Regardless of whether the news is accurate or not, she must check it out immediately.

Su Ying took out the newly made peony mask from the dark pavilion of the room.

During this period of time, Ye Feibai checked too tightly, and she hadn't used this identity to go out for a long time.

Ye Feibai seems to have stopped a little recently, and I hope I won't run into him again this time.

Su Ying put on an easy-to-action outfit, with a delicate peony mask on her face.

The metal mask flashed a coquettish light in the moonlight.

Her figure flashed, and she ran in the direction of Mingyue Tower, her agile body quickly disappeared into the night sky.

The night is as cool as water, the streets are quiet, and the surroundings are silent.

I only heard the wind whizzing past my ears.

Su Ying was anxious to verify Su Rong's identity, but did not find that the eyes hidden in the dark were filled with joy.

The Mingyue Tower is right in front of you, the brothel at night is more lively than in the day, the lights here are dim, and the brilliant lights reflect the sky.

Su Ying turned her direction, tapped her step, and flew towards a remote room on the west side of the second floor. The window of the room was open. This was the door Yu Niang left for her every time she came.

Her petite body suddenly jumped into the door.

Yu Niang knew that she had come back and was already waiting in the room: "Master, you are here."

Su Ying nodded: "Where is the person?"

Yu Niang smiled slightly and said, "Sitting in the hall below, the master will follow Yu Niang."

Mingyue Tower is the first brothel in Beijing. There are no shortage of men with identities. At this moment, the hall is even more lively. A group of dudes clapped their hands and applauded the girls on stage.

Yu Niang led Su Ying to a hidden corner on the first floor, from where she could clearly see the outside scene, but it was not easy for people outside to see her.

Su Ying looked outside from here and saw the men and women in the hall were flirting and drinking.

She looked in the direction of Yu Niang's fingers and found that a man was sitting at a table alone in this tumult, and there was no woman to accompany him.

Su Ying couldn't help but glanced more.